Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Switzerland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gichy Dan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Tim Buckley,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chrome,
Y Pants,
Barbara Tucker,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roxy Music,
The Modern Lovers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Johnny Clarke,
48th St. Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Massinfluence,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roxette,
CMW,
H. Thieme,
Brothers Johnson,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Boredoms,
Zero Boys,
Joe Finger,
The Associates,
Sonic Youth,
The Index,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kaleidoscope,
10cc,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacques Brel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cluster,
Mantronix,
Erykah Badu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Faust,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
MDC,
David Axelrod,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fatback Band,
Motorama,
Delta 5,
Connie Case,
The Kinks,
The Pop Group,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-Ray Spex,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sarah Menescal,
Eden Ahbez,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.